Sunday, April 26, 2009

Untitled...

I'm losing it again,my control is slipping out of my hands,
these tears that can't be stopped by a simple deman.

I feel like I'm being pulled into the darkness,
not thinking twice about my words and actions.
Slowly,the world I built from scratch is crumbling,
never getting to the point of perfection.

I love my Christian so very much,
every thing he does counts,every gentle,loving touch.
I love how he says "I love you,Angel" and
looks deeply into my eyes.
I yearn fo his trust and love everyday,
hoping there will be no doubt and lies.

But I screwed up again
and this time I know you don't trust me.
Making you worried all night long,
I guess I acted without thinking.

I feel like I shouldn't be forgiven,
even though I have always been faithful to you.
I guess saying sorry will never be enough,
not enough to be truly forgiven;
now I feel like out relationship is going rough.

I said I'll call you back,but I never did.
How could I have don that to you?
I feel like a black rose,slowly dying inside,
now I'm not a sweet flower in bloom.

I just hope you know that your the only one,
the only one who holds my heart;
trusting you not to tear it apart.

I love you;
I love you;
I love you Christian,
I love you now,there is no never.

I feel like I can't look you in the eyes anymore,
afraid of seeing the distrust and doubt there.
Now our relationship is going through rough edges,
never having a minute for eachother to spare.

I don't want us to get distant,
I don't know if I can let you go.
Just wanting to hold you in my arms and comfort you,
it feels like my heartbeat is slow.

Everyday were full of sighs and thoughts,
where has my Christian gone?

I don't want us to pull apart,
I don't think I can make it though life without you.
I want to make all our stress to disappear,
but ofcourse I'm merely just a human being.

Your voice feels so far away from where I'm at,
there is always a bad silence between us;
making me think your not there at all.
Now your suffering because of me,
so much weight to carry by yourself,
please let me help you.

I just hope you know I'll always be your Guardian Angel no matter what...


By: Angelica Mendiola
Reason: I screwed up and now I'm messing things up again...not forgived...
Note: Whenever it's a random and long poem,it never has a title.
Date:04-26-09